Over a month ago, we went to a really lovely evening performance event in Humboldt Park, and I just remembered that I never posted a photo of it. A performance group called Operamatic led a parade through the park at dusk, around the lagoon, while a boat in the lagoon carried a large sleeping moon shape. We stopped about halfway around the lagoon and sang a song then shouted “wake up, moon!” repeatedly until the projected face on the moon yawned and woke up and smiled at us. It stayed awake for a little bit then went back to sleep. The moon was very sleepy that night.
It made me remember how my Spanish friend Isabel had told me years ago that the face on the moon was very clearly a woman, and she wondered how those from Anglo cultures could possibly look at the face and see a man on the moon. Something to think about next time you see a full moon!
I used to hear that unused talents leave a person and go to the Moon.
If I may comment again, the walk around Humboldt Park and the Moon on the water was really nice! Also, about Moon images, in the poem “Hiawatha” there is a story that an angry warrior seized his grandmother and threw her at the Moon–and it is her body that you see there. Let it be known that I am against violence toward grandmothers, but that’s how the story goes.
Sounds like fun. Didn’t Liam have a book years ago that included a Goodnight Moon line? I can remember him pointing at the moon in it just when he was learning to talk!
Humboldt Park lake/moon looking very well at night.